Title: Silent Betrayal 2
Disclaimer: Don't own them!!
Pairing: 1+3, implied 1+6
Category: shounen-ai, angst, AU, OOC
//thoughts//
***dream sequence***
~flashback~
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Trowa stared into the white ceiling, absently counting the little crevices
and indents in the paint. He had been doing this for ten minutes, at least
it felt like ten minutes, ever since he woke up. Trowa barely acknowledged
that he was in a room different from his own and he should get up and find
out whose room it is. But he felt so tired.
"You're awake."
Trowa recognized the voice right away. "Ah." He responded softly.
"I told you that you would get sick." Heero stated matter-of-factly.
"Ah." Trowa was too tired to say anything else, let alone argue with Heero
on that.
"You won't be able to go anywhere with your condition. School is
unnecessary for you today. Stay here and rest."
"Thanks, mom." Trowa had to add the comment even though he had no intention
of doing otherwise.
A snort came from the other side of the room, and Trowa listened as the
door closed, leaving him in complete silence.
//I can't believe he helped me.//
Now alone with his own thoughts, Trowa started to think back to the past
few days. //Everything started getting weird ever since he appeared... ever
since that morning when he hit me with that basketball. And I thought those
dreams of mine were weird... The dreams!// Trowa realized that this was the
first time he had woken without being aroused from a nightmare. //I had a
dream... but it wasn't like the ones I had before... it was... pleasant.//
Trowa closed his eyes and relaxed against the soft bed mattress. Scattered
scenes from the dream played vaguely through his head.
***
"Where are we going?"
"To a secret place."
"A secret place? What are you talking about, Hee-chan?"
Hee-chan turned to the little boy beside him, his eyes sparkled with
mischievous. "If I told you, then it wouldn't be a secret."
The other boy protested, "But... You said it could be fun in the rain!"
"In this place, you can still feel the rain. But no one else will see you.
It's totally secluded."
"Really? I want to go!"
"Come on." Holding the other boy's hand, Hee-chan led the way under the
harsh blasts of rain.
"I'm all wet." The other boy complained while trying to cover himself with
the spare hand.
"It's just water." Hee-chan didn't slow down. He held tightly onto the
other boy as they ran to his secret place. "This is it." They stopped at
the entrance of a dark cave.
"It's dark." The other boy slowly hid himself behind Hee-chan.
"It's okay. Come on." Hee-chan guided the other boy in, still holding on to
his hand. The cave was dark and damp. The smell of mud clogged the air. The
other boy leaned close to Hee-chan as they walked through the cave, turning
at unidentified places. He was quiet in fear of the creatures he would
attract with the sound of his voice.
Then all of a sudden, the darkness shrunk away to be replaced by a dim
light. Hee-chan pulled the other boy from behind him to witness the change.
The other boy gasped as he was encountered with a thin streak of light,
peaking through from a small round hole on the roof of the cave. With the
help of the light, he could see that they now stood in a round clearing.
Rain poured from the hole, filling the dent in the center of the clearing
with water.
"Wow..." The boy whispered.
Hee-chan looked at the other boy's amazement, "I told you rain could be
fun." With that, he grabbed the other boy by the hand and dragged both of
them stumbling into the ditch filled with rainwater.
"Hee--" Before the other boy had a chance to protest, he was already waist
deep in the water. "I'm... I'm wet!"
Hee-chan smirked at the other boy's stupefied face, "You were already
drenched from the rain anyway."
"But..."
Hee-chan lunged at the other boy before the whole sentence was out. They
both crashed deeper into the water.
"Hee--!" The other boy managed half of the name as he lost his balance and
sank into the water.
Laughing, Hee-chan pulled him up. Stuttering and spitting out water, the
other boy wore a face of displeasure. But Hee-chan knew better. With a
growl, the other boy pushed with all his might against Hee-chan's chest.
Hee-chan slipped on the muddy ground and fell back into the water. The
other boy laughed with content until he too, fell down from the force of
his push.
Both laughing, they sat in the water of a reasonable depth and tilted their
heads up to meet the rain.
"You're right, Hee-chan. This is fun!" The other boy lowered his head and
smiled at his companion.
"Didn't I tell you?" Hee-chan also lowered his head.
"Tell me what?" The other boy smiled on, oblivious to the sudden look that
crossed Hee-chan's eyes.
"You..." Hee-chan sighed, "You can be so naive."
"Naive?" The other boy asked, face full of confusion.
Hee-chan suddenly grabbed the other boy's shoulders and pulled the other
boy to him.
"Hee--!" The other boy opened his mouth in surprise as he stumbled into
Hee-chan's embrace.
"Listen to me," Hee-chan whispered in the other boy's ear, "No matter what
happens. Remember, I will never leave you."
The other boy's eyes widened. "Of... of course you wouldn't! Why would you
say that?"
"Because..." Hee-chan trembled slightly, "Because... just in case... Just
in case something happens..."
"No!" The other boy pulled away, "Don't say that!" He exclaimed angrily.
"Nothing will happen--!"
But he never finished his sentence as Hee-chan suddenly leaned in and
pushed their mouths together.
The other boy's eyes widened in surprise. Hee-chan steadied their position
by holding the other boy in his arms. Slowly, the other boy relaxed against
Hee-chan's mouth, and Hee-chan released the kiss.
Splashes of raindrop on water were the only sound visible. Hee-chan stared
down at the boy crooning in his arms. A blush slowly formed on the other
boy's face from Hee-chan's stare. Hee-chan moved his hand to the other
boy's stained cheek and slowly caressed. The other boy sighed and closed
his eyes as he leaned into Hee-chan's embrace.
//Hee-chan, you'll be all right. Nothing will happen to you.//
//I'll make sure of that.//
***
Trowa felt hands shaking him and reluctantly opened his eyes. Cobalt eyes
bore into him. "Dinner." Short, simple, and directly got the point across.
Satisfied, Heero turned and walked out of the room.
Trowa blinked his eyes and felt something was not right. He raised his hand
to his face and felt thin traces of dampness on his cheek. He lifted his
fingers in front of his eyes, staring unbelievably at the evident moisture.
//Was I crying?//
Dismissing the idea, Trowa heaved himself up into a sitting position. Then
with great effort, he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood up.
Immediately, the room spun before him. Trowa swayed and leaned against the
wall.
Although he just awoke from a long sleep, Trowa by no means felt refreshed.
In fact, he felt drugged. His head seem to be packed with 800 pounds of
lead and Trowa felt he was going to crash to the ground any time soon. He
thought about calling for help, but the thought of a smirking Heero saying
"I told you so" was not an ideal picture. Stubbornly, Trowa pushed himself
away from the solid support of the wall and to the faraway door leading out
of the bedroom.
Heero looked up from the living room sofa as Trowa swung the door open and
leaned against it, softly panting from exhaustion.
Trowa looked up to see the room he struggled to get in. A small living room
consisted of a simple sofa and television. An open wall leading straight
into the kitchen, and a small door to the very end of the room which must
be a bathroom. Trowa's eyes wondered to the center of the room to where
Heero was seated on the sofa, and the smirk that was so evident on Heero's
face.
"So you finally made it." There's no mistaking the amusement there.
Trowa managed a glare, "I could've sworn that you drugged me while I was
sleeping."
Heero raised an eyebrow, "Funny how you can still make comments like that,
maybe you're not in as a bad condition as it looks from this point of
view."
"Are you trying to help me or to tease me?" Trowa countered.
A low chuckle came from the sofa and Trowa blinked at Heero in surprise.
//That's the first time I heard this guy laugh.//
"And what if I said I was teasing you?" Was the response in a low voice.
Trowa's eyes widened as Heero got up from the sofa and crossed the distance
between them in three simple strides. //Did he... Did he just say he was
teasing me?// The slow blush that was forming on Trowa's cheeks was
unavoidable. Trowa almost jumped in surprise as Heero swung his arms over
his shoulder. "With your speed, by the time you get to the kitchen, the
dinner will be cold." Heero circled his other arm around Trowa's waist and
with effort, dragged them both forwards.
"So you're helping me after all."
Heero snorted, "Only because you look so helpless."
Trowa was about to make a comeback when Heero's next words penetrated his
ears. "Come on."
Trowa tripped over his own feet and crashed to the ground, bringing Heero
down with him. They landed in a heap on the floor, Heero, swearing, landed
on top of Trowa. "I didn't think you'd be that out of balance." Heero
pushed himself up a little with the help of his arms.
Trowa didn't answer, he couldn't.
~"Come on, I'll show you how fun it can be."~
~"I'll take you to the secret place. Come on."~
~"No matter what happens, I'll never leave you."~
Trowa stared incredibly at the face before him, the young man with a scowl
implanted on his face. The young man with the voice...
~"Hee-chan!"~
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Trowa sat at the small, round table in the kitchen, chewing slowly on
whatever was presented to him by Heero. He's mind completely not
registering what went into his mouth.
//No... That can't be- He can't be...// Trowa looked with a critical eye at
the boy sitting before him on the other side of the table, concentrating
especially on Heero's eyes. The deep blue of those eyes that expressed
various mischievous and liveliness in his dreams now set serious and tense
in a face too mature for his age. //This... This is the boy in my dream?
The boy that enjoyed rain as much as I did?//
"What?" The "boy" was currently casting Trowa a disapproving glance.
Realizing that he was staring, Trowa lowered his head to the food in front
of him. "Nothing." //That can't be right. Why would I dream about him? I've
only met him two days ago, but I've had those dreams for as long as I can
remember.//
"Are you going to eat it or waste it?"
//But that voice...// "I can't eat." Trowa set down his fork, not even
attempting to act strong. His headache seems to worsen all of a sudden.
Heero noticed the wariness in Trowa. "You're still weak. Go back to sleep."
Then without waiting for an answer, Heero strode over to Trowa, throwing
Trowa's arm across his shoulder and heaved him up. As soon as Trowa left
his chair, he began to tilt forward. Heero quickly wrapped his arms around
Trowa's waist and pulled Trowa against his side to prevent him from
falling.
Trowa shivered unconsciously at Heero's closeness. Heero sensed it and
tightened his hold. Jitteries are shaking all of Trowa's sensitive nerves
as the feel of Heero's hand and the solidness of his body sent a funny
warmth circulating through his body. //What's going on? Heero's only
helping me to the bedroom... why am I reacting like... like that other boy
in the dream?!//
Trowa all but ceased to breathe. He suddenly stiffened and his body just
refused to move. Heero glanced up at Trowa, "What's wrong?"
Trowa didn't hear him. His mind was too loud for him to hear anything else.
//I... I am the other boy in the dream... Why is it that I was so
preoccupied that I didn't even realize it?//
Heero watched the various expressions displayed across Trowa's eyes like
watching a movie. "Trowa..." He caught himself before saying anything else.
Seeing that Trowa was still occupied with his own thoughts, Heero gave up
trying to promote Trowa to move on his own will. Bending slightly, Heero
snaked one spare arm under Trowa's knees and picked the tall boy up without
effort. Normally if Trowa was still alert, he would've noticed the
strangeness of such strength within Heero, but right now, he was feeling
rather drowsy and sleep was the only thing on his mind.
Heero set Trowa down onto his bed and pulled the sheets over him. He
noticed that Trowa closed his eyes almost immediately. Heero sat by the bed
and stared at Trowa's tired face, his own face still the same impassionate
shade. For a long while, Heero just sat there and stared. Then finally, the
tense boy turned away and left Trowa alone with his dreams.
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The night was silent minus the whispers of the cold wind. The dim smile of
the moon was present, but hardly noticed.
Heero stood under the chilly night, his long black jacket blown wildly by
the wind, but Heero made no movement to mend it. He was staring daggers at
the tall man who stood before him that wore the same style jacket.
"I do believe that what I heard this morning was a mistake, Milliardo. Or
would you rather be referred to as Zechs?" Heero's voice was low and
menacing.
Zechs' eyes were lowered as to not meet with Heero's. "I'm sorry,
Heero-sama." His face blank but serious, the casual smile as the teacher at
school was all but gone.
"Didn't I warn you not to do that?" Heero is not letting Zechs get away
easily.
Upon hearing this, Zechs straightened up. "Heero-sama, you should know the
consequences of..." He trailed off, seeing Heero's unmistakable glare that
promised severe punishment if the whole sentence was said.
"He doesn't remember it." Heero spoke slowly, "He's completely oblivious."
"Is he?" Another voice interrupted the silent night.
Zechs turned to see a girl walking up to them, wrapped in the black jacket.
"Relena. What are you doing here?"
Relena presented herself in front of Heero and bowed respectfully.
Heero frowned, "I still have to question you about your actions. What were
you thinking when you interrupted my conversation with Trowa?"
The blonde girl spoke quietly, but surely. "I was asked to keep an eye on
you, Heero-sama. Trowa is..." Relena stopped herself. "You know the
consequences, Heero-sama. I was only following orders."
Heero glared, refuse to give in. "Trowa doesn't remember anything. Leave
him alone."
Relena was not intimidated by Heero's glare. "I hardly doubt that we'd be
able to do anything to him, considering 'they' will be interfering."
At the mention of that, Zechs interrupted. "They're still alive?"
Relena cast a glance to Zechs, and then turned back to Heero. "According to
your father, they are."
Heero snorted, "And how does he know?"
Relena narrowed her eyes, "Don't doubt your father's abilities."
Heero frowned and was about to make a comeback when Zechs interrupted him.
"Relena-san, you know that Heero doesn't mean it. He was just being
protective." Zechs' face held no room for argument for either Heero or
Relena.
Relena stared intensely at Zechs for a second, then backed down. "I hope
that's true." Then without further comment, she turned and walked back into
the darkness of the night.
Once Relena was out of sight, Zechs let out a quiet sigh. He turned to
Heero. "Don't do that again."
Heero glared, "Is that an order?"
"You know full well it isn't. You have got to shed that attitude of yours
around Relena." Zechs warned.
Heero turned away in discontent, "I'm not afraid of her."
"It's not her that I'm referring to." Zechs grasped Heero's shoulders and
turned him around to face him. "You know that Relena is keeping a close eye
around you for a reason. Don't give her any excuse to expose you...
Especially when it comes to Trowa." Zechs paused, staring into Heero's eyes
for any trace of anger. "Stay away from him. It's for your own good."
Heero didn't react. Just as Zechs thought he finally got it through to him,
Heero suddenly smirked. "You're just jealous."
"What?" Zechs reeled backwards; his hands left Heero's shoulders as if
electrified.
Heero advanced, "I'm right, aren't I? You're just jealous."
Still trying to recover from the initial shock, Zechs only frowned at
Heero. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Heero pressed on, "Telling Trowa to stay away from me... You're jealous."
He advanced onto Zechs, one hand pressed to Zechs' chest as he leaned close
to the tall man.
Zechs' tried, unsuccessfully, to push Heero away. "Heero-sama, you're
mistaken. You know as well as I do, how dangerous it would be if you..."
Zechs was cut off as Heero suddenly leaned up and forced their mouths
together. Zechs was not given any room for comment as Heero ravished his
mouth hungrily, almost angrily. Zechs did not futher try to prevent it, but
participated in an almost desperate attempt. Then just as suddenly as it
started, Heero pulled away.
"You ARE jealous." Heero stated, casting an emotionless glance at Zechs.
Then he turned and strode away into places where the moon couldn't reach,
leaving Zechs standing alone in the night air.
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Heero stepped into his apartment. Throwing his jacket carelessly on the
sofa, he moved quickly to the bedroom to reassure Trowa's safety.
Trowa lay quietly on the bed, his breathing slow and regular. Heero stayed
by the door, quietly observing Trowa's face under the pale moonlight
streaming through the window.
***
"You're WHAT?"
"I'm going."
"Going? Going where?!"
"Somewhere far."
"Will you be coming back, Hee-chan?"
"... No." Hee-chan turned away from that hopeful face.
The other boy was on the verge of tears. "But... I don't want you to go."
"... I'm sorry."
"Why? Why are you going away?"
Hee-chan didn't answer, he continued to avoid the other boy's eyes.
"You said... You said that you would never leave me."
Upon hearing this, Hee-chan turned to the other boy. "I won't. I won't
leave you... I..."
"But you're going away. You're leaving me." The other boy shook with
sadness.
Hee-chan walked up to the other boy and held him in his embrace. "I won't
leave you. I won't." He whispered promises in the other boy's ear.
The other boy finally broke down into sobs. "But you're leaving..."
As if on command, a voice interrupted. "Heero-sama, it's time to leave."
Hee-chan pulled away from their last embrace, "Bye."
The other boy made a last attempt to grab on to Hee-chan, but his hand
contacted only air. "Hee-chan!"
Hee-chan stopped in his step and turned around. "I will never leave you,
Tro-chan."
***
Heero sat on the edge of the bed, patiently watching Trowa, his face
serious and tense. Then a thin trail of glitter slowly emerged from the
corner of Trowa's eyes and mapped along Trowa's cheek to the base of his
ears. Heero's eyes widened slightly at the sight. He traced his fingers
across Trowa's cheek to pick up the tears.
"Are you remembering, Trowa?"
TBC
Disclaimer: Don't own them!!
Pairing: 1+3, implied 1+6
Category: shounen-ai, angst, AU, OOC
//thoughts//
***dream sequence***
~flashback~
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Trowa stared into the white ceiling, absently counting the little crevices
and indents in the paint. He had been doing this for ten minutes, at least
it felt like ten minutes, ever since he woke up. Trowa barely acknowledged
that he was in a room different from his own and he should get up and find
out whose room it is. But he felt so tired.
"You're awake."
Trowa recognized the voice right away. "Ah." He responded softly.
"I told you that you would get sick." Heero stated matter-of-factly.
"Ah." Trowa was too tired to say anything else, let alone argue with Heero
on that.
"You won't be able to go anywhere with your condition. School is
unnecessary for you today. Stay here and rest."
"Thanks, mom." Trowa had to add the comment even though he had no intention
of doing otherwise.
A snort came from the other side of the room, and Trowa listened as the
door closed, leaving him in complete silence.
//I can't believe he helped me.//
Now alone with his own thoughts, Trowa started to think back to the past
few days. //Everything started getting weird ever since he appeared... ever
since that morning when he hit me with that basketball. And I thought those
dreams of mine were weird... The dreams!// Trowa realized that this was the
first time he had woken without being aroused from a nightmare. //I had a
dream... but it wasn't like the ones I had before... it was... pleasant.//
Trowa closed his eyes and relaxed against the soft bed mattress. Scattered
scenes from the dream played vaguely through his head.
***
"Where are we going?"
"To a secret place."
"A secret place? What are you talking about, Hee-chan?"
Hee-chan turned to the little boy beside him, his eyes sparkled with
mischievous. "If I told you, then it wouldn't be a secret."
The other boy protested, "But... You said it could be fun in the rain!"
"In this place, you can still feel the rain. But no one else will see you.
It's totally secluded."
"Really? I want to go!"
"Come on." Holding the other boy's hand, Hee-chan led the way under the
harsh blasts of rain.
"I'm all wet." The other boy complained while trying to cover himself with
the spare hand.
"It's just water." Hee-chan didn't slow down. He held tightly onto the
other boy as they ran to his secret place. "This is it." They stopped at
the entrance of a dark cave.
"It's dark." The other boy slowly hid himself behind Hee-chan.
"It's okay. Come on." Hee-chan guided the other boy in, still holding on to
his hand. The cave was dark and damp. The smell of mud clogged the air. The
other boy leaned close to Hee-chan as they walked through the cave, turning
at unidentified places. He was quiet in fear of the creatures he would
attract with the sound of his voice.
Then all of a sudden, the darkness shrunk away to be replaced by a dim
light. Hee-chan pulled the other boy from behind him to witness the change.
The other boy gasped as he was encountered with a thin streak of light,
peaking through from a small round hole on the roof of the cave. With the
help of the light, he could see that they now stood in a round clearing.
Rain poured from the hole, filling the dent in the center of the clearing
with water.
"Wow..." The boy whispered.
Hee-chan looked at the other boy's amazement, "I told you rain could be
fun." With that, he grabbed the other boy by the hand and dragged both of
them stumbling into the ditch filled with rainwater.
"Hee--" Before the other boy had a chance to protest, he was already waist
deep in the water. "I'm... I'm wet!"
Hee-chan smirked at the other boy's stupefied face, "You were already
drenched from the rain anyway."
"But..."
Hee-chan lunged at the other boy before the whole sentence was out. They
both crashed deeper into the water.
"Hee--!" The other boy managed half of the name as he lost his balance and
sank into the water.
Laughing, Hee-chan pulled him up. Stuttering and spitting out water, the
other boy wore a face of displeasure. But Hee-chan knew better. With a
growl, the other boy pushed with all his might against Hee-chan's chest.
Hee-chan slipped on the muddy ground and fell back into the water. The
other boy laughed with content until he too, fell down from the force of
his push.
Both laughing, they sat in the water of a reasonable depth and tilted their
heads up to meet the rain.
"You're right, Hee-chan. This is fun!" The other boy lowered his head and
smiled at his companion.
"Didn't I tell you?" Hee-chan also lowered his head.
"Tell me what?" The other boy smiled on, oblivious to the sudden look that
crossed Hee-chan's eyes.
"You..." Hee-chan sighed, "You can be so naive."
"Naive?" The other boy asked, face full of confusion.
Hee-chan suddenly grabbed the other boy's shoulders and pulled the other
boy to him.
"Hee--!" The other boy opened his mouth in surprise as he stumbled into
Hee-chan's embrace.
"Listen to me," Hee-chan whispered in the other boy's ear, "No matter what
happens. Remember, I will never leave you."
The other boy's eyes widened. "Of... of course you wouldn't! Why would you
say that?"
"Because..." Hee-chan trembled slightly, "Because... just in case... Just
in case something happens..."
"No!" The other boy pulled away, "Don't say that!" He exclaimed angrily.
"Nothing will happen--!"
But he never finished his sentence as Hee-chan suddenly leaned in and
pushed their mouths together.
The other boy's eyes widened in surprise. Hee-chan steadied their position
by holding the other boy in his arms. Slowly, the other boy relaxed against
Hee-chan's mouth, and Hee-chan released the kiss.
Splashes of raindrop on water were the only sound visible. Hee-chan stared
down at the boy crooning in his arms. A blush slowly formed on the other
boy's face from Hee-chan's stare. Hee-chan moved his hand to the other
boy's stained cheek and slowly caressed. The other boy sighed and closed
his eyes as he leaned into Hee-chan's embrace.
//Hee-chan, you'll be all right. Nothing will happen to you.//
//I'll make sure of that.//
***
Trowa felt hands shaking him and reluctantly opened his eyes. Cobalt eyes
bore into him. "Dinner." Short, simple, and directly got the point across.
Satisfied, Heero turned and walked out of the room.
Trowa blinked his eyes and felt something was not right. He raised his hand
to his face and felt thin traces of dampness on his cheek. He lifted his
fingers in front of his eyes, staring unbelievably at the evident moisture.
//Was I crying?//
Dismissing the idea, Trowa heaved himself up into a sitting position. Then
with great effort, he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood up.
Immediately, the room spun before him. Trowa swayed and leaned against the
wall.
Although he just awoke from a long sleep, Trowa by no means felt refreshed.
In fact, he felt drugged. His head seem to be packed with 800 pounds of
lead and Trowa felt he was going to crash to the ground any time soon. He
thought about calling for help, but the thought of a smirking Heero saying
"I told you so" was not an ideal picture. Stubbornly, Trowa pushed himself
away from the solid support of the wall and to the faraway door leading out
of the bedroom.
Heero looked up from the living room sofa as Trowa swung the door open and
leaned against it, softly panting from exhaustion.
Trowa looked up to see the room he struggled to get in. A small living room
consisted of a simple sofa and television. An open wall leading straight
into the kitchen, and a small door to the very end of the room which must
be a bathroom. Trowa's eyes wondered to the center of the room to where
Heero was seated on the sofa, and the smirk that was so evident on Heero's
face.
"So you finally made it." There's no mistaking the amusement there.
Trowa managed a glare, "I could've sworn that you drugged me while I was
sleeping."
Heero raised an eyebrow, "Funny how you can still make comments like that,
maybe you're not in as a bad condition as it looks from this point of
view."
"Are you trying to help me or to tease me?" Trowa countered.
A low chuckle came from the sofa and Trowa blinked at Heero in surprise.
//That's the first time I heard this guy laugh.//
"And what if I said I was teasing you?" Was the response in a low voice.
Trowa's eyes widened as Heero got up from the sofa and crossed the distance
between them in three simple strides. //Did he... Did he just say he was
teasing me?// The slow blush that was forming on Trowa's cheeks was
unavoidable. Trowa almost jumped in surprise as Heero swung his arms over
his shoulder. "With your speed, by the time you get to the kitchen, the
dinner will be cold." Heero circled his other arm around Trowa's waist and
with effort, dragged them both forwards.
"So you're helping me after all."
Heero snorted, "Only because you look so helpless."
Trowa was about to make a comeback when Heero's next words penetrated his
ears. "Come on."
Trowa tripped over his own feet and crashed to the ground, bringing Heero
down with him. They landed in a heap on the floor, Heero, swearing, landed
on top of Trowa. "I didn't think you'd be that out of balance." Heero
pushed himself up a little with the help of his arms.
Trowa didn't answer, he couldn't.
~"Come on, I'll show you how fun it can be."~
~"I'll take you to the secret place. Come on."~
~"No matter what happens, I'll never leave you."~
Trowa stared incredibly at the face before him, the young man with a scowl
implanted on his face. The young man with the voice...
~"Hee-chan!"~
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Trowa sat at the small, round table in the kitchen, chewing slowly on
whatever was presented to him by Heero. He's mind completely not
registering what went into his mouth.
//No... That can't be- He can't be...// Trowa looked with a critical eye at
the boy sitting before him on the other side of the table, concentrating
especially on Heero's eyes. The deep blue of those eyes that expressed
various mischievous and liveliness in his dreams now set serious and tense
in a face too mature for his age. //This... This is the boy in my dream?
The boy that enjoyed rain as much as I did?//
"What?" The "boy" was currently casting Trowa a disapproving glance.
Realizing that he was staring, Trowa lowered his head to the food in front
of him. "Nothing." //That can't be right. Why would I dream about him? I've
only met him two days ago, but I've had those dreams for as long as I can
remember.//
"Are you going to eat it or waste it?"
//But that voice...// "I can't eat." Trowa set down his fork, not even
attempting to act strong. His headache seems to worsen all of a sudden.
Heero noticed the wariness in Trowa. "You're still weak. Go back to sleep."
Then without waiting for an answer, Heero strode over to Trowa, throwing
Trowa's arm across his shoulder and heaved him up. As soon as Trowa left
his chair, he began to tilt forward. Heero quickly wrapped his arms around
Trowa's waist and pulled Trowa against his side to prevent him from
falling.
Trowa shivered unconsciously at Heero's closeness. Heero sensed it and
tightened his hold. Jitteries are shaking all of Trowa's sensitive nerves
as the feel of Heero's hand and the solidness of his body sent a funny
warmth circulating through his body. //What's going on? Heero's only
helping me to the bedroom... why am I reacting like... like that other boy
in the dream?!//
Trowa all but ceased to breathe. He suddenly stiffened and his body just
refused to move. Heero glanced up at Trowa, "What's wrong?"
Trowa didn't hear him. His mind was too loud for him to hear anything else.
//I... I am the other boy in the dream... Why is it that I was so
preoccupied that I didn't even realize it?//
Heero watched the various expressions displayed across Trowa's eyes like
watching a movie. "Trowa..." He caught himself before saying anything else.
Seeing that Trowa was still occupied with his own thoughts, Heero gave up
trying to promote Trowa to move on his own will. Bending slightly, Heero
snaked one spare arm under Trowa's knees and picked the tall boy up without
effort. Normally if Trowa was still alert, he would've noticed the
strangeness of such strength within Heero, but right now, he was feeling
rather drowsy and sleep was the only thing on his mind.
Heero set Trowa down onto his bed and pulled the sheets over him. He
noticed that Trowa closed his eyes almost immediately. Heero sat by the bed
and stared at Trowa's tired face, his own face still the same impassionate
shade. For a long while, Heero just sat there and stared. Then finally, the
tense boy turned away and left Trowa alone with his dreams.
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The night was silent minus the whispers of the cold wind. The dim smile of
the moon was present, but hardly noticed.
Heero stood under the chilly night, his long black jacket blown wildly by
the wind, but Heero made no movement to mend it. He was staring daggers at
the tall man who stood before him that wore the same style jacket.
"I do believe that what I heard this morning was a mistake, Milliardo. Or
would you rather be referred to as Zechs?" Heero's voice was low and
menacing.
Zechs' eyes were lowered as to not meet with Heero's. "I'm sorry,
Heero-sama." His face blank but serious, the casual smile as the teacher at
school was all but gone.
"Didn't I warn you not to do that?" Heero is not letting Zechs get away
easily.
Upon hearing this, Zechs straightened up. "Heero-sama, you should know the
consequences of..." He trailed off, seeing Heero's unmistakable glare that
promised severe punishment if the whole sentence was said.
"He doesn't remember it." Heero spoke slowly, "He's completely oblivious."
"Is he?" Another voice interrupted the silent night.
Zechs turned to see a girl walking up to them, wrapped in the black jacket.
"Relena. What are you doing here?"
Relena presented herself in front of Heero and bowed respectfully.
Heero frowned, "I still have to question you about your actions. What were
you thinking when you interrupted my conversation with Trowa?"
The blonde girl spoke quietly, but surely. "I was asked to keep an eye on
you, Heero-sama. Trowa is..." Relena stopped herself. "You know the
consequences, Heero-sama. I was only following orders."
Heero glared, refuse to give in. "Trowa doesn't remember anything. Leave
him alone."
Relena was not intimidated by Heero's glare. "I hardly doubt that we'd be
able to do anything to him, considering 'they' will be interfering."
At the mention of that, Zechs interrupted. "They're still alive?"
Relena cast a glance to Zechs, and then turned back to Heero. "According to
your father, they are."
Heero snorted, "And how does he know?"
Relena narrowed her eyes, "Don't doubt your father's abilities."
Heero frowned and was about to make a comeback when Zechs interrupted him.
"Relena-san, you know that Heero doesn't mean it. He was just being
protective." Zechs' face held no room for argument for either Heero or
Relena.
Relena stared intensely at Zechs for a second, then backed down. "I hope
that's true." Then without further comment, she turned and walked back into
the darkness of the night.
Once Relena was out of sight, Zechs let out a quiet sigh. He turned to
Heero. "Don't do that again."
Heero glared, "Is that an order?"
"You know full well it isn't. You have got to shed that attitude of yours
around Relena." Zechs warned.
Heero turned away in discontent, "I'm not afraid of her."
"It's not her that I'm referring to." Zechs grasped Heero's shoulders and
turned him around to face him. "You know that Relena is keeping a close eye
around you for a reason. Don't give her any excuse to expose you...
Especially when it comes to Trowa." Zechs paused, staring into Heero's eyes
for any trace of anger. "Stay away from him. It's for your own good."
Heero didn't react. Just as Zechs thought he finally got it through to him,
Heero suddenly smirked. "You're just jealous."
"What?" Zechs reeled backwards; his hands left Heero's shoulders as if
electrified.
Heero advanced, "I'm right, aren't I? You're just jealous."
Still trying to recover from the initial shock, Zechs only frowned at
Heero. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Heero pressed on, "Telling Trowa to stay away from me... You're jealous."
He advanced onto Zechs, one hand pressed to Zechs' chest as he leaned close
to the tall man.
Zechs' tried, unsuccessfully, to push Heero away. "Heero-sama, you're
mistaken. You know as well as I do, how dangerous it would be if you..."
Zechs was cut off as Heero suddenly leaned up and forced their mouths
together. Zechs was not given any room for comment as Heero ravished his
mouth hungrily, almost angrily. Zechs did not futher try to prevent it, but
participated in an almost desperate attempt. Then just as suddenly as it
started, Heero pulled away.
"You ARE jealous." Heero stated, casting an emotionless glance at Zechs.
Then he turned and strode away into places where the moon couldn't reach,
leaving Zechs standing alone in the night air.
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Heero stepped into his apartment. Throwing his jacket carelessly on the
sofa, he moved quickly to the bedroom to reassure Trowa's safety.
Trowa lay quietly on the bed, his breathing slow and regular. Heero stayed
by the door, quietly observing Trowa's face under the pale moonlight
streaming through the window.
***
"You're WHAT?"
"I'm going."
"Going? Going where?!"
"Somewhere far."
"Will you be coming back, Hee-chan?"
"... No." Hee-chan turned away from that hopeful face.
The other boy was on the verge of tears. "But... I don't want you to go."
"... I'm sorry."
"Why? Why are you going away?"
Hee-chan didn't answer, he continued to avoid the other boy's eyes.
"You said... You said that you would never leave me."
Upon hearing this, Hee-chan turned to the other boy. "I won't. I won't
leave you... I..."
"But you're going away. You're leaving me." The other boy shook with
sadness.
Hee-chan walked up to the other boy and held him in his embrace. "I won't
leave you. I won't." He whispered promises in the other boy's ear.
The other boy finally broke down into sobs. "But you're leaving..."
As if on command, a voice interrupted. "Heero-sama, it's time to leave."
Hee-chan pulled away from their last embrace, "Bye."
The other boy made a last attempt to grab on to Hee-chan, but his hand
contacted only air. "Hee-chan!"
Hee-chan stopped in his step and turned around. "I will never leave you,
Tro-chan."
***
Heero sat on the edge of the bed, patiently watching Trowa, his face
serious and tense. Then a thin trail of glitter slowly emerged from the
corner of Trowa's eyes and mapped along Trowa's cheek to the base of his
ears. Heero's eyes widened slightly at the sight. He traced his fingers
across Trowa's cheek to pick up the tears.
"Are you remembering, Trowa?"
TBC